Belle

Little town, it's a quiet village Every day like the one before Little town, full of little people Waking up to say Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! There goes the baker with his tray like always The same old bread and rolls to sell Every morning just the same Since the morning that we came To this poor provincial town Good morning, Belle Good morning, monsieur And where are you off to? The book shop, I just finished the most wonderful story About a beanstalk and an ogre and- That's nice, Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up! Look, there she goes, that girl is strange, no question Dazed and distracted, can't you tell? Never part of any crowd 'Cause her head's up on some cloud No denying, she's a funny girl that Belle Bonjour! Good day! How is your family? Bonjour! Good day! How is your wife? I need six eggs, that's too expensive There must be more than this provincial life Oh, Belle! Good morning I've come to return the book that I borrowed Finished already? I couldn't put it down Have you gotten anything new? Not since yesterday That's all right, I'll borrow, this one That one? But you've read it twice Well, it's my favorite, far-off places, daring sword fights Magic spells, a prince in disguise If you like it all that much, it's yours But madame, I insist Well, thank you, thank you very much Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar I wonder if she's feeling well With a dreamy, far-off look And her nose stuck in a book What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle Oh, isn't this amazing? It's my favorite part because you'll see Here's where she meets Prince Charming But she won't discover that it's him 'Til chapter three Now it's no wonder that her name means "beauty" Her looks have got no parallel But behind that fair facade, I'm afraid she's rather odd Very different from the rest of us She's nothing like the rest of us Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston You're the greatest hunter in the whole world! I know, no beast alive stands a chance against you And no girl for that matter It's true, LeFou, and I've got my sights set on that one The inventor's daughter? She's the one, the lucky girl I'm going to marry But she- The most beautiful girl in town! I know! And that makes her the best, and don't I deserve the best? But of course, I mean, you do, but I- (shh!) Right from the moment when I met her, saw her I said, "She's gorgeous" and I fell Here in town, there's only she, who is beautiful as me So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle Look, there he goes, isn't he dreamy? Monsieur Gaston, oh, he's so cute Be still, my heart, I'm hardly breathing He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute Bonjour! Pardon! Good day! You call this bacon? Some cheese, ten yards, one pound Excuse me! (I'll get the knife) please let me through This bread (this fish) it's stale (they smell) Madame's mistaken (well, maybe so) There must be more than this provincial life Just watch I'm going to make Belle my wife Look, there she goes, that girl is strange, but special A most peculiar mademoiselle It's a pity and a sin, she doesn't quite fit in 'Cause she really is a funny girl, a beauty, but a funny girl She really is a funny girl That Belle That Belle That Belle